The dark clouds, the heavy rain
Brings with it a degree of pain
As the pressure builds inside your head
Almost to the point where you wish yourself dead
Then the clouds pass and the pressure lifts
And you soon find that your mood shifts
From a devil possessed to a human being
As you peel yourself down from off the ceiling
poem by Kathryn Dyche Dechairo
ooooo, hate migraines...they're evil!!!!!!!!! hope your's goes away super quick!
ReplyDeletenice rhyming and good poem. can't relate though because I love storms :)
ReplyDeleteMigraines are the worst! I don't know how you managed to focus long enough to write the poem - good job!
ReplyDeleteMy migraines aren't effected by storms, but my fibromyalgia is. I can relate - cute poem!
ReplyDeleteThat is exactly what a migraine feels like!!
ReplyDeletedigitaldoodlebug . . . I love storms too but half of the time they bring a migraine along with them.
ReplyDeleteChelsea, sorry to hear that storms affect your fibromyalgia, that has to be painful, gentle hug.
I have been blessed not to suffer from migraines but, I do have so much sympathy from those that do.
ReplyDeleteI've had a few 'killer' sinus headaches...so I 'think' I know what they must feel like.